Copious thoughts inside the head
Each thought mutating into a question
The mind doing a valiant effort for the answers
While the heart screaming as all the effort is unavailing

Addiction appears to be a benediction   
But nevertheless it's a malfunction
Leading to dejection creating devastation
And getting out of it is beyond imagination

You might want to flee away somewhere
To a place where no one is aware
But still living in a world where people care
You have no right to make your people roar

What has changed?
Are those the things?
Or else is it you?
If not is it me?

I really don't know
I want to burst out
Although I did it many times
I feel like to do it again and again

I wish I knew what has changed
And I wish I knew why too

Is it just a matter of time?
Does the gloom turns to bloom?
Does the pain turns to gain?
The mystery of life to be revealed
By nothing, but itself